It’s quite interesting how history repeats itself overtime, and how its reverberation is seldomly understood and often ignored.

“What if I told you medieval Europe had its own emos, punks, and dropouts?Before mohawks and eyeliner, there were wandering scholar-poets roasting corrupt priests, mercenaries flexing torn sleeves, and heretics chasing freedom from the Church. From the Goliards and Landsknechts to the Cathars and Beguines, this is the real story of medieval counterculture; how rebellion, faith, and chaos collided in the Middle Ages.”

Medieval Mindset

Today I went to Mass and Adoration at Old Saint Mary in Milwaukee. Right before I left, it turned very dark outside and it was thundering with torrential rainfall. I wore a rain jacket thankfully, but my bottom half got soaked to the bone. In mass, when the priest was breaking bread, the sun came out, illuminating the stained glass windows of the Church, blasting it with sunlight. During Adoration, the congregation was led in the rosary by the Sacristan, and today was the Luminous Mysteries.

This was the first time I ever prayed the rosary in its true form.
Unfortunately, I left early because I needed to stretch my legs, and walk around from kneeling for so long. I’m going back next Thursday, but I won’t kneel for 20 minutes.
That’s what I get for trying to be too pious!

Saint Francis and St Claire of Assisi.
The Cathedral of Saint John the Evangelist, Milwaukee.
Sunday, May 25, 2025

I just experienced the most reverent Mass of my life thus far. It was at The Cathedral of
Saint John the Evangelist, in its side chapel. The chapel is about the size of a small studio apartment, very sparse and beautiful. There was only about eight of us plus the priest. When I left I was floating down the street… it was quite the experience.

Upon getting to the cathedral, I tried going through the front doors, which were locked. Then it dawned on me to go into the side chapel entrance which I’ve never been before. When doing so I ran into two British travelers, a married couple, who were going around Milwaukee checking out different churches. We chatted for a bit, and I led them through the entrance. We walked past two women praying before the Tabernacle in Adoration, while entering the cathedrals main worship area. All the lights were off except for candles at various prayer stations. The two British folks sat down looking around in marvel. I ended up going to the prayer station that had Saint Francis and St Claire of Assisi. I prayed there for about 10 to 15 minutes, and realized that the mass was not going to happen. So I got up, and interrupted one of the young women praying, and asked if there was a mass going on. She was really nice, and told me to go to the side chapel. I apologized profusely because I’ve never been at the Cathedral for a daily Mass. She was totally awesome. Then I got seated, and prayed even more. I was sweating insanely, the humidity was so intense, plus my heart was beating heavily because I was going through a unique experience. I became super dizzy, and just started breathing deeply, and then everything fell into place.

I have to tell you, it was one of the most beautiful experiences in my life. Like I mentioned, I was floating down the street when I left… I really didn’t want to leave the Cathedral, I just wanted to stay there in reverence. I swear, the Holy Spirit was everywhere, it was dripping off the walls and in the air.

Residue from captured objects can slip through conventional thought in triggering a type of nostalgic response often experienced by awaking from a short, yet intense dream.
It’s as if the perceived and perceiver, are perceiving each other, and allowing ephemeral feedback.
In such instances, time collapses upon itself, as everything seemingly becomes inseparable and dependent on each other in creating such a patch in time.
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Wednesday, June 4, 2025 • 4:30 PM
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Over the past few days, many new site updates went live. A new contact form, a new “welcoming gif” on the homepage, and other smallish things and tweaks overall.
Sorry for all the “Test Posts”, yet I believe you all understand.

The ‘osw-baw‘ series (outside world black and white), is an experiment translating photographs into highly filtered dream-like scenes establishing heightened nostalgia, tribulation and other forlorn feelings of existence, once discharged from recall, and heavily manipulated by grayscale degeneration and computational means. It’s an attempt to reflect on deeply seated memories of a world that was once was, and yet forgotten.

This is busy work. It’s an exercise in upholding creative pursuits while sharpening valuable techniques in experiencing mundane existence as something quite extraordinary.

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Rocks and twigs, and many other things.
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It’s been over seven months of increased silence and contemplation, yet very stagnate in creative pursuits. In need of a vacation very badly. At least a week of unwinding and deep relaxation. Long walks. Wind. Digital sorcery. Time set aside for experimental deep-sea diving, and reconfiguration of cognitive nutrients.